Re: Nikolas Vaisey Thread
Watching his eyes, Minerva suddenly understood just why the ever present bowl of candies had sat in that spot on Albus' desk. She would have to look into that herself. Not lemon drops, of course. Perhaps peppermint.
"I see," she said after a moment. "Then, Mister Vaisey, there is some hope that you might understand the importance of what I am about to offer you, especially in these times."